Muss Your Pretty Hair

Kaija didn't really think of herself as special or anything. Her interactions thus far had been pretty limited, from her parents to her siblings. At least her dad and Arne had tusks like her so it didn't seem special or cool in the slightest, but Askell was older than her and maybe he knew more about things than she did. Arguing with him might make her sound dumb, and she didn't want that. Instead she just lifted her head a bit higher and nodded confidently. Sure, she could say it was cool if that's what he thought.

He offered to give her some clay, but she shook her head. That sounded like a lot of work and he suggested they could go explore, which sounded like a way more fun idea. "How far can we go from him?" She glanced over at the adult wolf sleeping nearby, sure it was Askell's dad. "There's a big tree over there I wanted to go see!" The land here was damp and wet and strange, but maybe they could avoid all that and find a route to the big willow tree that stood a good few hundred strides away from them.